I Have a Golden Crow-Chapter 567 - 412 Contempt?

"Du Yu?"

Within the Sea Realm, beneath the Shatang Tree, a girl’s voice rang out.

High up in the sky, Du Yu sat astride Bai Yujing. He tugged slightly at the deer antlers and looked down.

Lin Shiwei gazed up at man and deer. "So? Everything going smoothly?"

"All smooth. I’m about to explore the mountains with Master Qing. Just came back to fetch my bow," Du Yu said naturally, not wanting Lin Shiwei to worry.

He didn’t mention what he’d just experienced, and his face bore a sunny smile as usual.

Lin Shiwei: "Do you want me to go out and keep you company?"

At these words, Du Yu ran into a dilemma. "Master Qing wants to follow the vision from the Bamboo Shadow Thunder Pool strictly to the letter, so..."

"Alright then." Lin Shiwei waved her hand dismissively.

Du Yu looked at the empty space under the tree. "Qingci isn’t back yet?"

Lin Shiwei shook her head. "No. You be careful."

"Mhm, mhm." Du Yu nodded repeatedly, urged his deer to descend, and headed straight for Firethorn Courtyard.

"Shasha~" The Fire Phoenix Tree immediately stretched out thick branches, like a tidal wave, surging toward the duo of master and deer.

"Whoa." Du Yu mumbled, and Xiaobai also gave a cheery shake of her antlers, finally bursting out of the dense "sea of leaves."

She got out, but Du Yu, perched on her back, now had two Firethorn Fruits in his hand.

And both fruits still had stems and several leaves attached, clearly torn off by Du Yu with brute force.

Fire Phoenix Tree: "..."

Does the thief never come away empty-handed?

"Here, one each." Du Yu leaned down, handing one Firethorn Fruit to Bai Yujing’s mouth.

"Nai~" Bai Yujing opened her mouth and gingerly took the tempting fruit from Du Yu’s hand.

Looking at the other Firethorn Fruit in his hand, Du Yu plucked off the stem and a few leaves, handing them down. "Here."

That motion—hard to say if he was feeding her or just throwing away trash.

Bai Yujing: "..."

I do eat leaves, but why does something about this feel off?

Hmm... Whatever, I won’t think about it.

Whatever my master gives me, I’ll eat~

Bai Yujing nibbled away the leaves, and Du Yu wiped the red fruit in his palm before taking a big bite.

"Hsssss..." Du Yu bared his teeth and sucked in a cold breath.

Nothing more to say—this thing is the ultimate pick-me-up!

"Hehe~" A sweet voice came from below.

Bai Yujing looked back at Du Yu’s tragic face, her lively deer’s eyes full of laughter.

"Laughing, are you?!" With his teeth bared, Du Yu looked rather terrifying when he spoke.

Bai Yujing wasn’t afraid at all; she just shook her snowy antlers at him.

Endless magical blossoms swayed gently, bewitching Du Yu’s heart and mind.

"Master."

"Hmm?"

"Weren’t you going to grab your bow?"

"Oh! Right, right, right!" Du Yu snapped out of his daze, flipped off the deer’s back, and pushed open the house door.

Come to think of it, it’s really inconvenient without a demonic plant as an ’automatic butler’ here.

Whenever Du Yu went back to the 16th Floor—Prince Du’s Mansion—he’d have a Golden Leaf serving him.

But here, in Shatang Mansion—Ancient House, he had to do everything himself.

Mmm... Maybe it’s time to raise another demonic plant.

A proper God of Mountains and Seas—having a servant is perfectly normal, right?

After grabbing the Ice-colored Jade Marrow Bow, Du Yu got back on Bai Yujing, flipped his palm, and the duo vanished without a trace.

The clear blue sky was replaced by gloomy clouds.

Even Du Yu’s mood clouded over with it.

"Got the bow?" Not far away, Yang Qingqing sat sidesaddle atop her Wind Trace Steed, watching as Du Yu’s figure suddenly appeared.

Du Yu urged his deer forward. "I don’t think I’ve ever seen Master Qing carry a Demon Soldier?"

"Mm." Yang Qingqing nodded gently. "I used them often in the army."

Seeing the gleam of nostalgia in Master Qing’s eyes, Du Yu was moved inside.

Is there a story here?

But the woman clearly didn’t want to talk more; she gently tapped her Wind Trace Steed with her heel, and the Ghostly Horse immediately walked ahead.

Du Yu caught up, thoughtful enough to change the subject. "It’s alright. If need be, Master Qing can always summon Mountain Fire Saber."

"I still can’t handle it myself. The weapon would burn me." Yang Qingqing shook her head. "And besides, summoning Mountain Fire Saber from Shaohai Province all the way to East Persia—across thousands of kilometers—would be a bit too flashy."

Du Yu chuckled. "Master Qing, you’re too modest! A little showboating’s not so bad. After all, your strength is right there for all to see."

Yang Qingqing shot Du Yu a playful glare. "Such a silver tongue."

Du Yu just shrugged. "I’ve figured something out—there’s no law out here in this chaos. Only strength matters.

If you can intimidate the petty crooks, you’ll save yourself plenty of trouble."

Master Qing did not refute this from her disciple and merely said, "Let’s go."

"Alrighty~"

The pair, each on their mounts, rode through the wild mountains, heading straight southeast.

Worth mentioning: the Rotten Master Qing back at the Twenty-Ninth Bureau had scoured the East Persia map, but found no mention of ’Moon Lion Mountain.’

It stands to reason, the Purple Lion Corps named a certain mountain area themselves, and kept it secret—never letting it appear on any map.

Finding this is going to be a pain!

Even with master and disciple narrowing the search area through the visions and Ukesh’s intelligence, it was still ridiculously hard to find their goal.

Which makes you wonder how tough things must’ve been for the heroes who once searched for Tai Sui Thunder Bamboo.

In fact, those before them probably never even knew the Tai Sui Thunder Bamboo was located in East Persia.

Maybe, from the very start, everyone was searching in the wrong direction...

The woods were utterly silent, making the faint roars echo that much clearer.

The winter sun shifted lower, marking time’s passage for master and disciple.

"Master Qing, that mountain." Du Yu suddenly spoke up.

Yang Qingqing reined in her steed at the edge of a cliff, gazing across at a lone tall mountain. Nothing seemed remarkable about it.

But within a few short seconds, she noticed something off.

What just flew out of the mountains...

Thundercloud Roc?

At such a distance, to see a Demon Beast·Thundercloud Roc so clearly—the thing’s size could only be imagined.

"Let’s—" Yang Qingqing’s words cut off as her Wind Trace Steed suddenly shrieked!

"Hiiii~" The Wind Trace Steed leapt sharply to one side, its huge head twisting urgently.

In an instant, a row of massive boulders shattered up from the ground!

They erupted in a chain, with a wavering arc, blasting one after another with incredible force!

Demon Skill· Stone Chain Collapse!

"Crack-crack-crack..."

The exploding rocks shot out like a hail of bullets, smashing against the Wind Trace Steed’s Demon Breath Battle Robe, making a staccato rattling sound.

The shockwave drove the Wind Trace Steed stumbling backward.

Worse yet, the flying debris threw up a thick cloud of dust, shrouding the area in blinding gray.

"Bzzz!!!"

The mountainside trembled, and the ground cracked with hundreds of thin fissures beneath their feet.

"Hiiii~" The Wind Trace Steed stamped its hooves hard!

Cold Jade· Wind Trace Flash!

Yang Qingqing’s Ghostly Horse rocketed backward, carrying her over ten meters in a leap!

"Nai~" Bai Yujing had already soared into the sky, flying backward and up.

Seated on the deer, Du Yu immediately drew bow and nocked an arrow.

But then, his eyes sharpened in alarm!

Out of the swirling dust, a colossal beast burst from underground.

A python?

"Blow!" Du Yu shouted, and Bai Yujing whipped up a gale beneath him.

Xuan Platinum· Little Wind Blow!

"Whooo..."

The dust was completely blown away, but the giant python was unaffected.

It looked more like a ’cobra,’ its neck flared into a fan on either side, a bright red tongue flickering from its jaws.

Its whole body was covered in yellow-brown scales with cracks running through—like split stone?

Earth Demonic Beast· Giant Rock Python!

This beast wasn’t unique to East Persia; Great Xia had them too.

But the Giant Rock Python breed was usually treacherous, vicious, and bloodthirsty.

They’re hard to domesticate and often turn on their masters, so, despite their great growth potential, the book house never recommends Demon Tamers contract them.

"Hss!" The Giant Rock Python opened its blood-red maw, roaring at Yang Qingqing.

Its tail was still underground—the part above alone stretched at least ten meters, terrifying enough!

"Great Xia people." Suddenly, a voice came from atop the giant python’s head.

Du Yu’s surprise turned to anger as he looked over.

There, on the right flared side of the ’cobra,’ a man’s head poked out.

A purple turban wrapped his head. One eye socket was sunken—clearly missing an eyeball.

Only a single, lonely eye stared coldly at Yang Qingqing below. "Great Xia people. Leave."

"Heh." Yang Qingqing gently stroked the Wind Trace Steed’s back, soothing her agitated partner. "A moment ago, you tried to kill me. Now you want me to leave?"

The weak have no right to speak, after all.

The purple-clothed man had clearly realized how strong Yang Qingqing was, otherwise he wouldn’t have shown ’mercy.’

"Snort." The Wind Trace Steed let out a blowing breath. Her stamping hooves finally settled.

In the man’s one-eyed glare, a flicker of malice appeared. "You’re lost."

"Am I?" Yang Qingqing raised her eyes coolly. "Funny, I feel like we’ve found exactly the right path."

"Oh?" The purple-clothed man was secretly startled.

He thought the Great Xia pair had just come to hunt for a Yue Mountain Lion, hoping to get lucky.

The price for a Yue Mountain Lion was so high that plenty of people tried their luck.

But now...

Did these two come for the forbidden zone?

Pulling back her Wind Trace Steed, Yang Qingqing drifted into the air, pointing at a distant peak. "That over there—is that Moon Lion Mountain?"

A storm raged in the purple-clothed man’s heart. Moon Lion Mountain?!

"Where’d you hear that name?"

By now, Yang Qingqing was floating high, gazing down at her foe.

Judging from his reaction, she was certain: "So, this is the place."

The purple-clothed man’s eye grew vicious, and beneath him, the Giant Rock Python’s serpent eyes burned even more hateful!

Human race, who gave you courage? Think you’re all-powerful?

Yang Qingqing showed no hint of contempt, but her calm, composed air was intolerable for the Giant Rock Python.

To this python, fear, trembling, weeping, begging—these were what humans should display before her!

"Hss!" The Giant Rock Python roared furiously, tearing up the ground again!

Two sand-formed python doppelgangers shot up from underground, their sandy jaws snapping toward the woman in mid-air.

"Jingle-jing-jing~"

Yang Qingqing suddenly flew backward, and the man atop the python abruptly froze!

His body... his body wouldn’t respond?

And as the woman flew away, another giant came crashing down from above!

Demon General· Heaven Returning Wood!

Countless branches whipped out, twining around the sand serpents.

The purple-clothed man’s body went rigid, actually thrown off the python’s head, hurtling straight for Yang Qingqing.

"Hss!" The Giant Rock Python lost it, fangs bared, thick body coiling—about to lunge forward in attack.

"Ding~"

A faint sound echoed.

A Fire Arrow gently tapped onto the Giant Rock Python’s body.

But contrary to the tiny sound, as soon as the arrow touched the python, five blazing lines of fire leaped out!

In a flash, the great serpent was completely bound in burning cords!

Demon Arrow Array· Eclipse Arrow!

High above, Du Yu’s resentment matched that of the purple-clothed man below.

Damn it,

am I just decoration here?

From start to finish, you wouldn’t spare me a single look?!

I could wrap up an 86-meter Mountain Fire Saber—how could I possibly lose track of a scrawny little ten-meter snake like you?